Do you know what it’s like?
Do you know what it’s like to go to bed every night and wake up every morning wishing you dead? Wishing you just slipped away in your sleep, so you don’t have to deal with the big bad world for even just one more day. Convincing yourself that you have to stay alive for those certain people. But still wanting more than anything to leave this horrid place and take your place in heaven or in hell..
Do you know what it’s like?
